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At five to nine on Saturday morning Troy's truck pulled into the Evans driveway. Troy was lucky that he was here on time having been woken up by Chad only fifteen minutes before. Troy will never be called a morning person and was known for sleeping past noon without something waking him up. So this
"Thanks again, I think Sharpay would have killed me if I missed this."
"Trust me I wouldn't of bothered, if you weren't my ride," Chad teases as he exits the car, looking up at the Evans' estate, "they don't do things half way do they?"
The house was a beautiful three story white manor, a replica of many manors found in the English country side. The entrance way is a large marble staircase with an antique fountain in the middle. The many windows were in French arches some of which to the porches on the second floor. If Troy had to guess the house had to be fifteen hundred square feet alone and he couldn't even see the garage. Shaking his head, "No they don't" Troy agrees, "Haven't you been here before?" thinking that Chad being Ryan's friend for several months that he must of have come over before now.
"Nah, we always met my place or at Lava Springs." Still staring awe of the house, "best we go in." he starts walking up the staircase to the front entrance and knocks on the large oak doors.
The wait for several seconds before any even heard a sound from behind the door and finally after close to a minute of waiting the door is opened to reveal an irritated Sharpay, "bout time you got here," who quickly disappears inside.
Not knowing what to do they follow her into the Evans' grand foyer each looking at her hoping that she will give them some answers about what they are doing.
"Follow me," she quickly starts to walk up the staircase on the right, not wanting to get lost the boys follow her throughout the winding hallways "We are going to be doing rehearsal in our dance studio." When following her, troy realizes this is the most causal that he has ever seen the blonde. Wearing pink Juicy sweat pants, a white sport yoga type tank top with her hair pulled into a messy bun the top of head and no makeup, showing him that Sharpay was not lying when she said that she was over him.
Walking into the room they were greeted by the sight of Ryan doing what looks to be yoga, sitting on his hands upside down facing the door. "Oh, is it nine already?" he asks himself while standing up. "Shar, do you have the scripts ready?" He was dressed just causally as his sister wearing black lululemon yoga pants, a matching white yoga shirt and a hat free head. Being casual really showed off the twins' natural beauty, making Troy wonder why they never looked like this more often.
"They're right here Ry" waving the scripts in front of his face, "God remember who you are talking to."
"Well I guess we should get started; we have a lot to do," Ryan says with a smile, Troy shares a nervous look with Chad and smiles back at the blonde boy wondering what he just himself into.
The rehearsals of the play went on for hours. They started out with a simple read through the lines, which then moved into the beginning of staging. Ryan was directing and Troy never thought that he'd see the day that he would miss Darbus' directing. Ryan was hard making them say a line for twenty minutes straight just to get the right emotion across. After several hours of practice Troy was tired and hungry, hoping for a lunch break he started to mess up lines on purpose thinking that they will call for a break for him to clear his mind.
"Troy, messing up your lines is not going to make us break any sooner," Ryan voice dashes his hope for lunch and Troy resumes working hoping that this change in his performance would be rewarded with lunch. The play itself was a very simple one but the way Ryan was directing it would make it seem like it was a script that came off the London stage. Chad did not look to be much better than him looking ready to kill not only Sharpay, but Ryan as well. Thinking that he could avoid a hungry Chad massacre by suggesting lunch but before he could there was a knock on the door.
"Kids?" opening the door slightly Mrs. Evans appears looking like the rich house wife that she is. "I haven't heard anything from you, so I brought up some lunch." She pushes into the room with two maids behind her holding trays of food.
"But Mom, we don't have time for lunch we ne-" Ryan stood up objecting to the food brought in but his mother cut in before he could finish his thought.
"Really, Ducky, you know how important it is to eat." Placing her hands on her hips while talking to her son, she shifts her gaze, face softening, while turns towards Sharpay, "Now Kitten, make sure Ryan eats and lets these young men have some breaks." After giving Sharpay one final look, that neither Troy nor Chad understood, she and the maids left the room leaving the four teen with lunch.
No one made a move towards the food right away as both Troy and Chad did not want to piss of the Evans'. Still eyeing the food Chad was the one who broke the silence, "So lunch?"
Ryan sighs looking dejected, "Sure, but we have to get back to work right after. No other breaks."
Not objecting in fear that the petite boy will change his mind Troy sits down and takes a plate of food. Silence once again fell upon the group as the sat in a circle on the floor eating. The silence though was not at all awkward, as Troy would have thought but it gave him a strange sense of comfort.
Although the food was good, a turkey brie strawberry sandwich, Troy got an urge to learn more about the twins in front of him. "Do you always practice this hard for drama class?"
"Of course. This is the most important class to us and perfection takes work." Sharpay answers but the superior tone normally found in her voice was gone. "Besides everyone expects it of us, so we need to be the best. Evans are always the best, right Ry."
Ryan's only response was a rigid nod, preferring to eat his sandwich in silence. Chad seeing his friend curiosity and the fact that he hated silences asks Sharpay his own question.
"Why do you act like a bitch?" this statement causes all three of the room occupants to look at him in shock. "Sorry that came out wrong. What I mean is that from what I hear from Ryan and even Troy here," waving his hand in the brunette's direction, "you're actually a really nice person. So why do you act like a bitch, an ice queen…a…whatever, instead of being…what they said."
Sharpay does not answer right away, giving Troy, a person who spent majority of the summer in her presence, the impression that she was thinking out what exactly words to use rather than an offended silence. "There are many reasons most of which are none of your business, but I will give you a short explanation. I love my family and we are very close but you can see that we are rich." She waits for response Chad's nods hoping that she will continue but waits for Troy's nod, once getting it she goes on.
"Our father is a very successful man and because of that many people want to try and get stuff out of him, many try to use us to do so. We have to be strong in order to protect ourselves and each other" she gives her brother a long sad look. Shaking her head with a smile, "As well our friends are all the same, society people are not nice people as a whole and being around them as much as we are you tend to pick it up. Besides Ryan can be as much as a bitch as me, he just doesn't do it at school."
Not looking convinced at her answer Chad starts questioning her some more "but does not really answer my question. Why act like people are below you? Treating people like that is not protecting yourself all it does is prevent you from having friends."
She gives him a rueful bitter smile, "Some times friends are over rated." Silence fell upon the group as Ryan and Sharpay did not want to expand on her statement while Troy and Chad were thinking about what she meant.
For some reason, that Troy could not explain, he knew that the reason why she acts that way is because of Ryan. There was something going on in this family, something that has to do with Ryan. All the looks that they gives each other, the looks that they give Ryan gives Troy the feeling that there is something deeper going on than he understands.
"Well since lunch is done, let's back to work we still have so much to do," Ryan brought each out of their thoughts and back into the present moment. Troy stands up ready to start the hell of rehearsal for the second time that day.
The group rehearsed hard for several hours, Ryan barley giving them enough time for water as he became slightly scary when in director mode. It was close to five when the group was winding to an end and both Chad and Troy had to admit that they had a new found respect for the amount of effort that they put into their work. The play was going really good and Troy could see the A in his future if this is how all their practices were going to go. It was a shrill ring from Sharpay's phone that really brought the rehearsal to an end.
"Hello?" Sharpay answers the phone stopping the annoying Fergie ringtone. "Max, how are you?...tonight? Of course I'm free…Seven?... but Ryan does not… okay if your sure…See you then." She hangs up her phone and stands in a hurry while she starts to freak out. "Seven! Seven! How I'm I going to be ready by seven? Ryan what time is it?" Sharpay's demanding tone making an appearance in the room for the first time since lunch.
"Its five to five Shar," Ryan answers his sister with a slight smirk on his face.
"Rehearsal is over!" She practically screams running around the room grabbing her stuff, "I have to shower and do my hair. Ryan pick out an outfit for me. Something sexy but does not make me look trashy or easy, I so do not want to like those girls, Ry." She runs out of the room without even a glance at the other boys in the room.
"Sorry about her," Ryan makes a hand motion for them to follow him as he leaves the room, "She not used to this dating thing, especially with someone like Max."
"Why is Max different?" Troy asks curious about what makes Max different from himself, the guy Sharpay threw herself at for over a year.
"Oh Max is one of us, a son of a business partner of Dad's. He treats Sharpay really well and he genuinely likes her and because this guy wants to date her, for just being herself bitch and all," smiling at Chad with that line, who chuckles at Ryan, "She does not know how to act. It's like she still trying to convince him that she is a good choice which is something that I find highly amusing." When he pauses Troy realizes that they are back in the front foyer, "Well I guess we have to--"
"Ryan! I forgot to tell you that you're coming too!" Sharpay cuts him off shouting from the top of the Stair case standing in a towel still completely dry. "It's a group thing, the Harvard boys are going to be there, so you have to make yourself presentable!" without waiting for any response she turns and quickly disappears down one of the hallways.
"Sorry, that my queue, but I'll see Monday at school." Opening the door to the basketball players, he hesitates before he adds in a voice quite as a whisper, "Baseball is on Tuesday right?"
Chad's nods, "Yah, and you are so on my team. We let you get ready so the mountain lion does not kill you," seeing Ryan's look, "Sorry, habit. Have a good night."
Ryan waves and closes the door. Making the way to his truck Troy starts laughing, Chad not sure what so funny raises an eyebrow. Once inside the cab Troy is able to clam himself down enough to explain, "Sorry, just today was surreal."
"And that is funny?" not following his logic.
"No, I don't know. Its just that if you have told me last year that we were kicked out of a drama rehearsal with the Evans' because Sharpay was nervous for a date and then before we left we confirm the baseball game were going to play with Ryan, I would have never would have believed you."
Shaking his head still not understanding Troy's twisted humor, albeit that being nothing new, "Just drive," Chad just smiles at his friend before turning to look out the window. His friend's reaction causes Troy to smirk as he starts the car and he begins the journey home.